Run Away, part one
Koschei had already changed into his pajamas, a simple black shirt and long pants, and was ready to hop into bed when he found the letter.
It was Theta's squiggly, uncoridinated handwriting. The message, however, was clear.
Kos,
I've run away. I can't take this place anymore. You don't have to cover for me. Just please don't try to follow me.
Theta Sigma.
Of course, the first thing Koschei did was run out of the academy, without bothering to change. Or even put on shoes.
He ran as fast as his legs would take him, the occasional stick or rock breaking the skin of his bare feet. He ignored the pain and only stopped running to call out Theta's name.
He would be found, even if he didn't want to be.
Don't worry everyone, I'm still alive. I went away for a week and forgot to bring my laptop. I'd forget my brain if it wasn't screwed into my skull.